Pushing open the door, there are familiar people and objects inside, and the boys in kendo uniforms are waving their swords "humming and haggling", and when the basic training is over, it is time to put on protective gear and team up to fight.

When Chu Zihang first came, he aroused the hostility of some boys because of his excellent appearance, and when he teamed up with him, he always tried every means to make him ugly, but it was a pity that these stupid children were all defeated without exception.

It's also funny to say, the reason they mentioned afterwards for Chu Zihang was not that he was too handsome, but because he couldn't drag his face with a cold face all day long, and he looked like no one looked down on him, which made these young and vigorous little boys feel offended.

After getting along for a long time, everyone knew that he was an expressionless facial paralysis, and no one came to trouble him again. On the contrary, because he was outrageously strong, he gradually gathered around him, and every time he formed a team, a lot of people wanted to beg for abuse with him.

"Senior Brother Chu?!"

"Ah, senior brother, you're here!"

Several students who were close to the gate saw Chu Zihang coming in, and immediately put down their wooden knives and shouted in surprise.

The class owner who was sitting on a futon reading the newspaper not far away also raised his head and looked over, seeing that Chu Zihang had not changed his clothes or brought a knife, he thought that he was here to sit, so he just nodded and said hello.

Most of the students around Chu Zihang are in the third or fourth grade of primary school, and they have great respect for Chu Zihang, a strong and handsome "big brother", and they have experienced Master Xia's kicking incident before, and they are also curious about the follow-up, so they are chattering and asking questions at the moment.

It's a pity that Chu Zihang is not very used to sharing his own things, so he prevaricated a few words casually, and then came to the head of the class to explain his intentions.

The class master knew that Chu Zihang had been learning kendo with Xia Di recently, and at this time, when he saw the former master disciple returning from learning from others to challenge himself, there was an indescribable sourness in his heart.

It was him, and he was the one who came first...... The technique of holding the knife, the posture of swinging the knife, as well as the body technique and rhythm were all taught to Xiao Chu by him.

But the class leader also knows that what he teaches is only the basics, and the advanced things are not suitable for teaching children.

It's not a matter of money or not, the main thing is that only the children of the mantle can teach, and Chu Zihang is obviously not the heir who can inherit his mantle, and there are hundreds of millions of family fortunes waiting for him.

"Then you go change your clothes first." The class master didn't refuse, and it just so happened that he also wanted to see what Chu Zihang had learned from Xia Di.

When Xia Di came to the kendo class to kick the gym before, he thought that the other party was here to make trouble, and he thought that he was a rookie with no eyesight, but he didn't expect that people would hide it deeply, and it had reached the point where people and swords were one, and he could become a sword master with a broom stick.

To be honest, it was Chu Zihang who helped him block that one at that time, otherwise he would definitely be defeated, so now Chu Zihang has nothing to be angry about coming back to challenge him.

Chu Zihang got the answer he wanted, changed into a clean kendo uniform, put on protective gear, and returned to the kendo dojo to look at the sword master of the kendo class who was also dressed up.

Both of them are wearing black practice uniforms, and their masks, armor, hanging, and gloves do not fall, but their posture of holding the knife is different.

The class master still holds the standard Japanese kendo grip, holding the front end of the handle with his right hand, placing his left hand at the end of the handle, and the blade of the knife is facing Chu Zihang at a forty-five degree angle.

Chu Zihang's waist is slightly heavy, his legs are lungeed down, his hands are clenched on the handle of the knife and placed on his right cheek, the blade of the knife is parallel to the ground and straight forward, and he is in a starting pose like the protagonist of a film and television drama.

The children around looked at this scene, their eyes lit up instantly, and the words "want to learn" were written on their faces.

Compared with the ordinary knife style, they have to bend down and squat and salute before fighting, and these hot-blooded teenagers prefer this kind of posture that is so handsome that they fly up at a glance.

The class leader couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the reaction of these rebels, but children just like cool, which is understandable.

However, in this way, Chu Zihang has completely put down his kendo and concentrated on learning traditional Chinese swordsmanship.

Well, let him see how much this kid learned from Xia Di.

There was no salute session, the two looked at each other wordlessly, the kendo class was as quiet as the calm before the storm, and almost everyone held their breath to prevent interference with the exciting duel that followed.

The head of the kendo class knew that the young man in front of him was a genius who learned kendo, and if he had half of the other party's talent when he crossed the ocean to Japan to learn kendo, how could he also be a "pass-on" disciple, so he wouldn't have taken the title of "exempt".

It's a pity that this kid is too young, and his physical condition is not as good as that of an adult like him, and he has obviously not fallen behind in moves many times before, but he has suffered because of the difference in strength and speed.

Now that he has changed his genre, I don't know if I can bring him some surprises.

"——!"

Just as the class owner raised his legs and was about to step forward, Chu Zihang, who was not moving like a mountain, suddenly raised his eyes, and rushed forward directly with his legs, and the wooden knife in his hand pierced through the wind like a sharp arrow.

This knife was as fast as thunder, making the class leader's eyes widen, and he couldn't believe the speed that a thirteen-year-old child could have.

But after all, he is an old swordsman who has invaded the way of the sword for more than ten years, relying on the muscle memory he has cultivated for many years, he subconsciously pressed the knife and slashed, aiming at the brain that Chu Zihang took the initiative to send, as if he was planning to attack the shortcomings of the other with his own strengths, and use his physical strength to destroy this stab.

However, halfway through the knife, Chu Zihang, who was stepping forward, suddenly accelerated, his body pulled to the right, and the wooden knife that stabbed forward turned into a horizontal cut.

The master's knife only touched the frenulum of the bandana, and it didn't touch any part at all.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound from the waist and abdomen of the carcass, and the head of the class looked down at the clear white marks on the carcass, and his eyes were a little stunned.

That action just now, can a human do it?

Anyone can do it if they change their direction forward, but there is obviously a stab that goes all out without going back, how did they do it halfway?

This kid isn't worried about changing his tricks halfway through to hold his breath?

"You have to use less of this trick." The class leader looked at the young man standing with a knife beside him, and saw that his face was not red, his breath was not panting, and his face did not change, so he thought that he should not be injured.

Chu Zihang didn't speak, and the knife technique given by Master Xia didn't say that it was not used because it would hurt the body, but he still nodded to show his kindness.

Touching the slightly sunken carcass, the squad leader couldn't help but secretly wonder, why did this kid suddenly become so strong, if he didn't wear protective gear, this knife could break his ribs, even if it hit the head with a hood, he would have to be stunned for a while.

If he didn't know that Chu Zihang was not the kind of person who liked to go to extremes, the class leader would be worried about whether Xia Di took him to do some human experiments, or took some perfect tonic.

As far as Chu Zihang showed strength and speed just now, he couldn't compare to it when he was twenty years old.

However, he didn't know that this was already Chu Zihang's strength in the competition, last night he tried to swing with all his strength, and directly broke the training wooden knife he used before, if he spared no effort to come up, the class owner would most likely have to change a protective gear supplier.

The two regained their footing, this time the class master was ready to use all his strength to continue to fight, and Chu Zihang was also happy.

So the next kendo hall continued to sound the sound of crackling wooden knives colliding, and the two former masters and apprentices fought together, and the little children who were watching all looked straight, eager to become one of them.

After ten rounds of back and forth, just when the class owner felt that his carcass was about to be scrapped, Chu Zihang's mobile phone on the side suddenly rang.

Hearing this, the iceberg boy humbly glanced at the class master, and saw that the other party had put away the knife and said that it was okay, so he stepped forward to take the mobile phone, and it was Master Xia who called.

"Uncle Xia." The boy's voice was cold, and if you listened closely, you could hear a little joy hidden in it.

"Zihang, don't toss your class master's old bones, hurry up and gather in the downtown square, there is a big event!" Xia Di's voice sounded, and Lu Mingfei's complaints could be faintly heard in the roar of the car, and he was probably bullied again.

"yes, okay." Chu Zihang responded with a peace, and after hanging up the phone, he said sorry to the class owner, and went back to the locker room to change his clothes.

The class master was not angry, holding a wooden knife against the wall, and persuaded him bitterly that it was the time to grow his body, and not to overtrain and leave a dark disease.

Don't worry about this, the magical Master Xia will solve all the problems, just take electrotherapy for the body, and if it doesn't work, just two more electricity.

After thanking the class master for his kindness, Chu Zihang said goodbye to the group of juniors and disciples, and left the Children's Palace with his mobile phone.

When he arrived at the central square, he happened to see Master Xia walking down from the jeep and muttering to a foreigner on a motorcycle behind the car.

"What is this going to do?"

Recommend a good book of the same genre - "Naruto, be my son", I am also reading this book, the author is really well written, and I have been looking for him to urge him to change.

The story tells the story of Whitebeard, who fell from the top of the war, to travel to the Hokage world, save the lonely Naruto and take him as a righteous son, so that he can experience the warm story of what family is and what family affection is.

(End of chapter)